We spent New Year's Eve at our good friends Trisha and Fran's house. Two other friend couples joined us, and between us we had 10 kids under age seven. We ate dinner, played games, watched Dick Clark's last celebration, whooped it up outside at 9:00 when the ball dropped in Times Square, waited 3 hours, let the kids out to whoop it up AGAIN at midnight, and then hit the sack. We had the yummiest breakfast buffet and then we all headed home for naps!
Here's Trisha laying the ground rules for the kids: stay upstairs!
"Mama, I can't believe you let me stay up this late!"
Three two year olds enthralled with a pretend cat.